The Trump Tragedy

THE TRUMP TRAGEDY

Stewart Martin

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Definitions

Author's Note

Chapter 1

The sixteen to eighteen month long Presidential campaign battle had reached its’ final hours. The election-day had arrived and the two dyed blond haired political opponents would enter the voting ring in a fifteen round championship bout to determine the next President of the United States.

Both had lied continuously; they had accused each other by making unproven outrageous claims; both had spent millions of dollars during their campaigns leading up to this final chapter. The differences between them were at first quite apparent, one was a male liar, the other a female liar. One had spent far more dollars collected from Wall Street bankers and other wealthy backers, while the other opened their own overflowing purse personally financing a large part of initially needed funds. One used the unsuspecting press and emotionally charged e-mails to reach out to the impulsive spur-of-the-moment conservatives and far out right wingers; while the other, by taking out far too many costly television ads. Three debates had come and gone, with the female appearing to have won by a wide margin, the pollsters had the female in front by an ever increasing percentage until a few days prior to the election when the FBI reopened a poorly timed investigation into a newly discovered batch of unknown private e-mails.

One unapparent part was the actual polls dubious questionable sample counts. Another with one side claiming the election was rigged and unfair; while the other merely laughed this off as simply a stab in the dark attempt to attract and mislead voters. Further, the female’s private email accounts had cast a dark cloud over her lack of security and honesty; while the males, appearing to have corrupt behind the scene mob backers and associates. The male did not have a prepared platform or clear agenda, while the female was obviously far more organized with clear intentions and future plans.

In past years the opponents had often attended functions together, played golf, ate meals and were photographed by the press as long time associates and possibly even as close friends. Now appearing as dog eat dog rivals they approached the fighting ring with their closest advisors surrounding them.

They stepped between the ropes and entered the center of the ring while the crowds loudly cheered for their favorite. After receiving instructions from the fight referee they returned to their opposite corners where their trainers inserted protective mouth pieces and nervously awaited the opening bell. The female wore a one piece tight fitting red, white and blue overall and high top sneakers, while the male wore a low cut white string bikini bottom with his bare feet seeming to pointing in different directions, his back tattooed with a quote clearly visible, ‘I love Write-offs’. Both were wearing protective head gear with chin straps.

Ding, ding ,ding, the physical fight had begun, overseen by three judges known as selectors; one being the ring referee and the other two sitting just outside of the ropes carefully observing the fighters while jotting down notes as the bout progressed.

As anyone might have expected, the fight wasn’t very exciting, as both opponents lack of physical stamina and age caused them to move as if the bout was televised in slow motion. A few jabs were thrown, a lot of ring-around-the-rosy ensued and from the viewpoint of the public, the female was ahead of the male, landing a few lucky jabs to his midsection. The male’s facial expressions were just as previously seen during the debates. Unpredictable round fifteen was reached without any knockdowns, no towels had been thrown into the ring, both barely making into the center to touch gloves as the fight was coming to a conclusion. Breathing, circling, almost crawling as time ran out, the female clearly led in at least eight or nine of the rounds.

With the crowd wildly cheering and yelling their lungs out, the three selector / judges met and conferred for a few minutes. The ring announcer reached for the overhead microphone and began to read the results he had just been handed. The crowd was silent. A split decision has been reached, with the two outside selectors voting for one fighter while the ring referee chose the other. The winner is; (a few moments of hesitation) our next newly elected President is: ‘Donald Trump’! Trump was sweating profusely. He barely raised his arms over his head and managed a painful, smirking smile. Hillary Clinton, with the assistance of her corner team, quietly exited the ring with sweat and tears flowing down her cheeks. Wow! Trump appeared to have been beaten and then saved by the selectors! What an ending! This could only happen in Washington.

Donald suddenly rolled over and threw off his covers and almost fell off his mattress. What a scary nightmare! He was very tense and did indeed sweat profusely, as usual he was naked, his sheets and blanket were wet. He looked very pale. Internally he was a frightened little boy again. His bedside alarm clock read two a.m. and he needed more sleep. Nagging thoughts of insecurity dashed around in his mind. He remembered Mohammed Ali saying;

‘Dance like a butterfly,

Sting like a bee’

He went into the bathroom and took a shower, then drifted off into an uncomfortable sleep on one of sofas in his huge bedroom.

Have the U.S. voters and Electoral College turned over their country to a collaboration of unseen mob cohorts and directly to the devil with dyed blond hair? The Prince of Darkness may have finally been brought into the daylight. Don’t believe he is simply misunderstood; Donald is connected to both the mob and the deepest, darkest part of the inferno.

This was not the first time the mob had backed a Presidential winner. The Kennedy clan is another example led by Joe Kennedy, the father of Presidential elected John F. Kennedy. Joe had been a business associate of the mob, with a history dating back to Prohibition era and partially made his fortune in liquor bootlegging. It has been claimed that Joe Kennedy asked for and received their assistance to win the state of Illinois during the 1961 presidential voting.

Trump’s ego is really pumped up; just loves every moment being the main attraction on the world stage. His negative media comments were all part of the plan. Donald adores and uses the press! In theory and now proven in practice, any free publicity is worth its weight in gold. Donald has previously utilized the press by paying for and placing his views in a letter format; once in September 1987 stating ‘that the U.S. economy would grow by relieving itself of cost of defending those (countries) that can afford to pay us for the defense of their freedom’. At that time he was mainly pointing a finger at Japan and Saudi Arabia. In this regard, he has more or less repeated this belief during his campaign, nor changed his mind for almost thirty years. The press readily picked up a campaign threat to ‘withdraw U.S. troops from South Korea and Japan unless they contributed more financially’. This is a very dangerous ploy, but not as unreasonable as many of his other verbal outbursts. Sometimes he actually displays a bit of common sense, quite unusual for him.

Donald’s father, Fred Trump, made his fortune through his connection to the ‘Tammany Hall’ insiders who collected payoffs from garbage collections, to any transportation facilities, construction, licensing, union dues and pension plans (in particular the largest union in the U.S., the Teamsters Union) and in fact from anything involving money in New York City and directly with his partner Bunny Lindenbaum, a corrupt New York political fixer and broker-attorney. This partnership openly committed fraud by fleecing the government out of millions of state and federal Welfare and Housing dollars intended for the needy and underprivileged into their own pockets. They ran one of the largest corporate welfare fraud-embezzlement schemes in the history of the U.S. Fred Trump, was not just a partner with underworld characters, he was joined at the hip. Donald was a part and parcel of all transactions. He worked right along with Fred, in more than just a father and son relationship.

The government eventually got after them in 1973 for not renting apartments to Blacks under the Federal Fair Housing Act. They were defended by the infamous mob attorney and middleman, Roy Cohn, who was initially approached by Donald. The father and son never admitted any guilt and managed to walk away with a small fine, a mere slap on the wrist, compared to the millions actually taken. Roy Cohn was now on a retainer, as their permanent legal counsel. Once you’re in bed with the greedy underworld mob, you are always connected and they never let go, even with the next generation.

Roy and Donald were often seen in all the New York hot spots. Roy introduced him to the New York power brokers, money men and socialites. Roy was both feared and welcomed everywhere. Roy knew everyone who was anyone.

Roy Cohn tutored and honed him in the art of ‘deal making’ and for a possible future political career. He taught Donald how to exploit power and instill fear through a simple formula: Attack, counterattack and never apologize! Clearly this advice was utilized by Trump during and after his presidential campaign. Donald makes outrageous claims and never backs off; never admits to being wrong.

Donald was often photographed with Cohn and well known mobsters such as Paul ‘Big Paul’ Castellano, of the Gambino Brooklyn mob family and Anthony ‘Fat Tony’ Salerno an expert in gambling and ‘underboss’ of the Genovese crime family. ‘Fat Tony’ was the owner of S&A Concrete Company, one of two major concrete companies operating in Manhattan. Donald used S&A when he built Trump Tower in Manhattan and in other sites. Donald will never own up to the truth, as the truth is only the illusion he has created. By using S&A concrete various construction union problems were guaranteed to disappear. Donald also had buildings erected in Atlantic City, where the mob controlled the construction industry. He was, no pun intended, cemented to the mob.

Roy Cohn, Donald’s attorney and mentor was an out and out ‘Gay’ often seen at parties with one or two younger blond male friends and one of his closest gay companions, the Director of the FBI, J. Edgar Hoover, who appeared at parties wearing a female’s wigs, dresses, stockings, garter belts and high heel shoes. Hoover’s cross dressing and desire for young blond men tied the two together during their lifetimes. Donald had attended a few of these gatherings. Did Cohn and Hoover engage in sexual activities together? Again, no one has come forth to openly make and prove such a statement. It is clear that Hoover openly desired and played around with young blond men.

Hoover had denied and ignored the fact that organized crime syndicates existed in the U.S. until November 1957, when about one hundred mobsters were caught in the infamous ‘Appalachian Summit’ hosted at the home of one of the mob bosses, Joseph Barbara. Until that day the mob may have held evidence of his ‘gay’ attire and ‘gay’ male friends over Hoover’s head, in fact got him to look the other way as they conducted their businesses. He had no choice but to admit the ‘organized mob’ was a reality and launched various investigations into their many crimes.

In many of Donald’s earlier photographs he appears to have darker hair, perhaps a light brown or a darker brown, not blond. One wonders if he actually dyed his hair blond to appeal to Roy Cohn and other guys always near at hand. I’m not suggesting Donald was gay, just may have wanted to fit into Roy’s world. No one should assume anything about Donald as he is a ‘changeling’, a product of the underground forces. After all he did date and marry beautiful women and managed to produce a number of children. Perhaps the photographs aged and the color faded away on their own. Roy Cohn eventually died from ‘AIDS’; although he claimed to have had a liver problem.

Donald is without a doubt, one of the greatest living conmen. He had chosen his business associates with abandon and bravado and lives as he always has, just inside the protective barriers gained by political contributions and highly paid legal minders. He has bargained, threatened legal action, in some cases sued and offered payoffs to those who questioned his integrity. If this book is published as written or not, but reaches the tentacles of his protectors, I expect to be sued or at the very least threatened. I won’t lose any sleep worrying about what might happen as my finances are insignificant and I’m not a youngster; I’ve had a very full life. Donald has far surpassed the fraudulent gains made by his father and is probably still doing so.

Almost twenty years ago, Donald was advised by very slick real estate people and patiently gathered together a fortune by taking questionable tax write-off losses. He certainly utilized depreciation, perhaps swapped a few properties and may have used a worthless shell company stock in exchange for his debts amounting to almost one billion U.S. dollars. Then he parlayed these losses into tax free profits with multiple real estate holdings around the world. Funny thing; Roy Cohn had managed to avoid paying taxes during the nineteen sixties and seventies. Just a stab in the dark, but is Roy the one who advised Donald regarding his tax write-offs? Roy hated the Internal Revenue Service and often challenged and fought with them.

Donald was far from a genius when it came to investments, but did listen and learn from experts. He realized he would never become really wealthy by doing what he had already been doing. Whether initially planned or accidentally discovered, the key to his future fortune was in his hands and he took the chance and unlocked the door to where the real wealth was stored by signing and filing his tax return containing huge losses. If this tax return was accepted and passed the probing eyes of the Internal Revenue Service it would lay the foundation enabling him to reach the ‘limelight’ where he was sure he belonged. I would imagine he kept his fingers crossed and for once, his big mouth tightly shut.

Praise the lord! Tax carry-forward write-offs turned the tide in his favor. Is he the smartest or just the luckiest guy in the world or simply a better thief? Personally, I don’t think he was that smart, more likely to have been well advised. But it does show his true makeup as a ‘do or die all-in gambler’. The U.S. citizens have a right to see Donald’s hidden tax returns, to fully understand the scam he has managed to pull off. This is worthy of a Congressional investigation.

It’s no surprise that he wound up owning casinos. His mob pals would make certain he received the licensing and protection required to own and operate casinos. There was always a little ‘skimming off the top’ as the mob always received a slice of the pie, but never wanted or needed a written contract.

Gambling was the mob’s top income provider and the pathway for them to expand into loan-sharking, prostitution, drugs and protection rackets. They had their controlling fingers all U.S., Cuban and in a number of other casinos around the world. Donald assisted the mobs casino expansion by incorporating their ‘gambling interests’ into several of his hotels and clubs. Casino accountants and auditors know the score and managed to conceal unexplained contributions to outside interests. Often they keep two or three sets of books; one for tax purposes showing losses or low profits, another for their mob partners and a third for any financial backers.

Donald’s current campaign handlers or so called advisors coached him to prey on the public’s fears and emotions, rather than through intellectual reasoning. His use of social media e-mail posting sites has paid off by reaching the unreachable uninformed masses. He attacks by preying on people’s fears creating impulsive voters who react in ‘the spur of a moment’. Trump pushes all the right buttons using their highly emotional and deep set anger against the establishment. In effect he communicated personally to the average ‘Joe’ via their handheld devices. Their early recognition of the power of these hypnotic devices has created an army of supporters who have managed to stay awake long enough to vote. The pollsters utilized telephone questionnaires, newspapers, newscasters, direct mail, television and radio, but somehow missed the boat when it came to the social media era.

No candidate or campaign before Donald Trump’s has ever harnessed this untapped voter gold mine. Recently, Trump has ‘blocked’ anyone criticizing or disagreeing with his on-line ranting. I don’t know if his close advisers recommended using the social media or if Donald just felt it was the right way to get his message across to the public at large. No matter who came up with the idea; it was a stroke of genius. Could Russian intelligence have given him this advice? Bill Clinton, former U.S. President and husband of Hillary, has been quoted as saying, Trump, doesn’t know much, but one thing he does know is how to get angry white men to vote for him.

Donald has so far avoided press conferences and public announcements, preferring to continue using social media where he supposedly lets loose and ‘tells it like he thinks it is’. He apparently goes with his feelings, relying opinions from friends and family rather than by reading reports from well informed intelligence advisors. Trump has openly tweeted and displayed his prior campaign warnings against Iran, North Korea and China. If this is the reality, the world is in for a very dangerous ride. His inexperience shines through as his ‘fly by the seat of his pants’ approach is burning bridges before he is confirmed as the new President. He is building walls of dissention between the allied U.S. international trade and defense partners, not exactly between Mexico and the U.S.A.

China cannot figure out a way to control its’ own population’s opinions about their government when it comes to their use of online social media. The Chinese Communists have tracked down people who criticized them and at times arrested apparent leaders who sparked such on-line discussions. Smaller private chat rooms are being used well away from public accounts and are continuing to grow quite fast with the average age of the users being in their early twenties. China has the highest number of online users of social media and if ignored, will eventually become a serious threat to the ruling party.

Trump’s tweeting on social media sites has managed to reach out to the heretofore unacknowledged, silent majority. His often unproven attacks and tirades have gotten through to vengeful angry ‘white’ silent majority and did indeed help propel him into the White House. People seem to be pleased when someone has the guts to question the establishment even if what they are saying is questionable and untrue. China and other governments around the world must pay attention to their own people’s current complaints and needs for the future or wind up in the end without any people willing to accept their leadership.

According to PEW Research Center, the three leading social media sites where U.S. adults are getting news are; Facebook, Youtube and Twitter. Just how effective are such sites? Recently the defense ministers of Pakistan and Israel threatened to ‘nuke’ each other into oblivion; all caused by ‘a fake online tweet’.

It appears that people have become ‘robots’ often reacting, accepting and responding to whatever is ‘tweeted’ online. Human belief in these messages is quite frightening especially considering many of these people never take the time to read a book or to even watch where they are walking. These devices have managed to reach inside people’s minds, controlling their thoughts and actions.

I think it is only fair to call him by his true monica, ‘Tweety Bird’ Trump, he’s earned it, he deserves it, he fits the early appearances of Tweety Bird, created by Bob Clampett Cartoons in 1942, as a very aggressive character who tries to foil his foe, even kicking his enemy when he is down.

Tweety Bird has attacked the ‘fat-cats’, the